Zong Zhengyun learned about the accident that happened halfway through his entourage. Looking at the table of exquisite dishes, he immediately released his spiritual consciousness.
After a long while, he muttered softly: "It seems that I have thought too much."
There is no magic medicine in these dishes, they are just ordinary meals. Thinking about what happened just now, it was just a simple accident.
He felt relieved, had breakfast and set off to Zhuxinyuan to visit Chu Xinghe.
"The wound in Qi Hai is healing, and it should be healed within ten days." He withdrew his spiritual power and said to Zheng Jinhua who was waiting on the side.
When he first met Chu Xinghe two days ago, he gave him a human elixir to repair his injuries.
"Then... what about his spiritual roots? And the poison on his body, will it not take long to get better?" Zheng Jinhua asked eagerly.
Zong Zhengyun's face sank, "Do you think it is so easy to repair a destroyed spiritual root? If it were really that simple, there wouldn't be so many geniuses in this world who became useless after their spiritual roots were destroyed!
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That bitch can obviously do it!
Zheng Jinhua wanted to refute, but looked at Zong Zhengyun's displeased expression and endured it.
"Then his poison..."
"I have given him a Qingxin Pill. The toxicity will not occur in a short period of time." As he said that, he used the blade to cut the skin of Chu Xinghe's heart and took out a few drops of his heart blood, just like the previous two days.
"When I refine the antidote, I will naturally give it to him. Just wait patiently."
"Waiting again? This is already the third day! How long do I have to wait!"
Zheng Jinhua couldn't bear it any longer, and the urgent tension and worry that had accumulated in his heart erupted like a volcano at this moment.
"Are you questioning me?" Zong Zhengyun asked coldly, his eyes full of sinister displeasure.
"You have to make it clear that the reason why I came here is for Zhang Ziqing's sake! Otherwise, would a mere heir of a general's mansion be worthy of letting me go through this in person?"
He is a second-grade alchemist. Not to mention in Jin, even in Cang and Zhou, only others can support him!
When will it be a woman's turn to yell at him?
The disdain in his words made Zheng Jinhua feel angry, but she knew very well what he said was true!
I could only apologize with a frustrated smile, "Don't be angry, I didn't mean it that way."
"It's best this way." Zong Zhengyun snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and strode out of the room.
Zheng Jinhua knew that he was eager to go back and analyze the poison with her son's blood.
This situation happens almost every day these days.
Rather than reshaping his spiritual roots, he was more concerned about the unknown erysipelas!
But in this situation, who knows how long it will take him to refine the antidote?
He could afford it, but her son couldn't wait!
"We can't wait any longer. If we continue to delay like this, Xinghe will really be hopeless!"
Zheng Jinhua gritted his teeth and called a maid.
"If word spreads, if anyone can help me find that master, I will reward you with a thousand taels of silver!"
Under the heavy reward, someone actually provided clues.
"That man is the shopkeeper of Rongwei Military Branch. He said that the person my wife is looking for is named Qin and is a distinguished guest of the military branch." A servant reported.
"Did he say where he is? How can I contact him?" Zheng Jinhua asked hurriedly.
"He said he could help contact him, but..." The servant looked embarrassed. After her questioning, he forced himself to continue, "He just wants 50,000 taels of gold..."
"Fifty thousand!? Or gold!" Zheng Jinhua was so shocked that his eyes almost fell out of the window, "He is simply taking advantage of the situation!"
However, the soldiers refused to give in even an inch, and no matter how many people she sent to intimidate and induce him, they still refused to let go.
Seeing that several days had passed and there was still no progress in Zong Zhengyun's antidote, let alone rebuilding his spiritual roots, Zheng Jinhua could no longer sit still.
I sold almost all the valuable things I had, plus the dowry of a yellow-level spiritual weapon that I brought with me when I got married, so I managed to scrape together enough money and sent it to the army on the same day.
The shopkeeper Huo Debao counted the money in front of them, and then said, "I have told Mr. Qin about the matter in advance. He knows why the General's Mansion is anxious to find him, and he is also willing to go to the Mansion to save the Third Young Master of your Mansion.
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"But he has a request. He wants the General's Mansion to welcome him as a distinguished guest! You already have an alchemist in your house. Mr. Qin must not lose face if he goes again."
Hearing this, everyone in the General's Mansion looked embarrassed.
"I don't dare to make the decision without permission."
"Then go back and ask the person who can make the decision." After sending them away, Huo Debao immediately took out the Ling Jian.
Zhaiyue Pavilion.
Chu Ran felt a sudden surge of spiritual power coming from the tail ring space. With a sweep of his spiritual consciousness, he discovered the faintly glowing spirit slip.
After injecting spiritual power, the voice of the shopkeeper of Rongwei Binghang came out from the spiritual slip.
"Master Qin, the money has been sent, and I have conveyed your request to them, but will the general's mansion really agree? After all, there is already an alchemist in their mansion. To do this is to openly slap him in the face.
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Only if they think his abilities are limited will the general's government hire someone else.
Once they agree, they will definitely turn against the alchemist!
Chu Ran smiled slightly, "They will agree, and what if they don't agree? Anyway, the money is already in my hands, and there is no reason to return it."
If you agree, you will offend a second-grade alchemist. If you don't agree, you will lose fifty thousand taels of gold.
Huo Debao swallowed, and then asked cautiously, "Do you have any grudge against the General's Mansion?"
Otherwise, how could he come up with such a sinister and destructive way to deal with them?
"It's not that I have any hatred." It's that the hatred is as deep as the sea!
Chu Ran said secretly, took back his spiritual power and ended the conversation.
In the next two days, she did not receive any news from the army, but she was not anxious at all and even took the time to go there again.
I spent the money I just got and bought some spiritual stones and spiritual slips engraved with magic circles.
It wasn't until the third day that Huo Debao contacted her again.
"Master Qin, the General's Mansion has agreed to your terms."
Chu Ran raised his eyebrows.
It seems that Chu Xinghe's situation is very bad, otherwise the general's palace would not be so anxious, and would even try to offend Zong Zhengyun by inviting him into the palace.
A gleam flashed in her jade-like eyes, and she ordered with a smile: "Let them wait at Yuelai Inn at three quarters noon. They will not wait until it is late."
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Before noon arrived, an exquisite carriage stopped in front of the Yuelai Inn.
Twelve guards lined up on horseback, waiting in front and behind the carriage.
The steward of the General's Mansion stood beside the carriage, sometimes raising his head to look at the sky, sometimes stretching his head to look into the inn.
Yuelai Inn is the largest and best inn in the Imperial City, located on the main road in the city.
There was an endless stream of people coming and going, and people soon discovered them.
"Isn't that someone from the General's Mansion?"
"They've been busy looking for people lately. How come they have time to come to the inn today?"
"It looks like you're here to find someone?"
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More and more people stopped to watch, and discussions arose one after another.
At this moment, the housekeeper was suddenly shocked. He quickly arranged his clothes and strode into the inn.